"You think my job is easy? You try and keep a bunch of Fables from killing each other. How do you think this works? By being big and being bad.”

"You think my job is easy? You try and keep a bunch of Fables from killing each other. How do you think this works? By being big and being bad.



previouslysane:

GODDAMMIT HERE’S THE SOUND FUCK BALLS SHIT





nikashepard:

So detailed ♥












you better thank me because I wanna free your fucking soul.

you better thank me because I wanna free your fucking soul.



stolenwine:

When she undresses
in front of you, assure her
that you love every piece
of her more every day;

remind her that ‘every
piece’ includes even the
parts of her that she cannot
seem to swallow. 



 video-games challenge 
[1/5] pre/sequels

➸ infamous second son



"I am your untapped potential, your unrealized dreams! I am part of you."





Everyone wants someone to turn to them and say, ‘You are disgusting, but enchanting. You are not a freak. You are a beautiful sack of shit and I will love you in spite of everything.’ Everyone wants to feel connected.
Benedict Smith, Incarnadine. (via inorganicbeing)




The Master Thief.



The thought of my lips touching your skin for the first time brings me to my knees. I never understood how the thought of being with someone could be so compelling, until I imagined how blissful it would be to have you in my arms right this second.
You amaze me in ways that I am still trying to comprehend. I constantly find myself reciting what I’m going to say the next time I see you, despite the fact that my words will fall to a complete mess the moment you walk in.
I want you to know how much sleep I lose over you – and just keep in mind that I hardly count dreaming as slumber. And I never understood Plato’s belief of one searching for their other half, until I realized I’d been subconsciously looking for you my entire life.
Before I met you, my life was like an unmatched jigsaw puzzle. But you somehow managed to make the pieces fit.
With you, hours become minutes, and I’ve gradually developed a loathing towards the concept of time.
There just never seems to be enough of it with you.


(x)



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